king of yokohama

Chapter 33 Silence Under the Sky

【Y】——yore (formerly)

Your code name is Owl.

You don't have a name.

You grew up in the slums of Kawasaki.

You are a monster, you have no family, no friends, no companions, and no one wants to get along with you, because you are a bird of mourning that will bring disaster to others. Wherever someone dies, you will appear there.

However, even if you are like this, you will still be watched and even captured because of your rare healing ability.But what did you do wrong?You are just unlucky enough to be born into this world full of malice towards human beings.

You silently performed the character set that has been carefully prepared for a whole year, as if your body was trembling with fear, like a lamb at the mercy of others, curled up helplessly in the corner of the alley.

"Miss, come back with us obediently, we won't do anything to you." You personally selected the most vicious-looking subordinate No. He said with a smile, "There are so many things you can get in exchange for freedom." For example, money, status, and good food and clothing. It seems that as long as you open your mouth and agree to work for them, everything will be there.

But... How can a pure and unpretentious girl like you sell out her freedom just because of the temptation of mere external possessions?

A drop of tear rolled down your cheeks as you drooped your eyes, your trembling voice revealed unspoken fear, but your eyes glistening with tears were extraordinarily tenacious and unyielding. "You guys kill me." How pitiful and pure you want to be, as beautiful and charming as a white lotus in prosperity, "Even if I die, I won't do anything for you!"

"...I don't know what's good!" The hulking subordinate No. [-] was obviously overwhelmed by your realistic acting skills, and almost forgot to answer the lines. Fortunately, his brain turned fast enough, and he naturally transformed the dumbfounded expression into Surprised to hear your refusal, he said viciously, "It's your honor to ask you to do something for us, boss, how can you refuse?!" The drunken needle approaches you fiercely.

You silently gave the other party a thumbs up in your heart, continued to pretend to be scared, crouched in the corner trembling with your legs hugged, and almost yelled for help.

Suddenly, you keenly caught a touch of ocher in the gaps between a group of long legs in suit pants, and the person standing behind the man in black seemed to have noticed that you saw him, and stopped in his tracks, as if hesitating.You know that if you ask the other party for help at this time, you will be able to get out of trouble, but as a pure, kind and unpretentious girl, how can you hurt others because of yourself?

As a result, the light in your eyes that was lit by seeing the hope of rescue gradually dimmed, and you lowered your head and remained silent, facing the villain who grabbed your wrist and was about to give you a needle, and no longer resisted.

Almost at the moment when the needle touches the skin, you feel the hand holding your wrist tighten suddenly and then loosen due to the inertia generated when the opponent is thrown away.The nails that belonged to blunt instruments vigorously scratched the skin on the back of your hand, exposing the flesh and blood on the back of your hand to the air.

The long-overdue pain caused you to "hiss" slowly, and raised your intact left hand to cover the wound on the back of your right hand. The bright red and dazzling blood slipped from the white fingertips and dripped onto the ground, silently. Noisy.

The very inconspicuous sound of blood dripping in the background music formed by the surrounding screams seemed to be infinitely amplified in the hearing of the red-haired boy. He stepped over the fallen body of the man in black and came. to you.

The familiar, steady footsteps that may be related to your own abilities make you tremble uncontrollably.

"Are you all right?" He squatted down in front of you, the young man didn't deliberately lower his mature voice, "Can you still go?"

He's such a nice guy... He always gives a helping hand to any girl he meets for the first time.You noticed that his gaze first fell on your bleeding right hand, and then moved to your left foot, which seemed to have dropped a shoe while running away, so you bit your lower lip cooperatively, and shook your head with silent tears.Your left ankle, which you twisted on purpose with a ruthless hand, became red and swollen a lot, and the pain was delayed, and it really hurt.

"What's your name?" The boy with short ocher hair frowned slightly, and took out a handkerchief to bandage the wound on your right hand. For you who met for the first time, it seems a little too close.

Feeling that something happened when you didn't know it, your eyes dimmed, but your tone was timid and pitiful, and you quietly observed the red-haired boy who lowered his head and bandaged your wound, "I... ..no name."

"They all call me owl." The two of you are so close that you can almost see the boy's eyelashes fluttering quietly like a water bird gathering its feathers, and smell his familiar yet unfamiliar breath, "Thank you You save me, and I will repay you." You suppressed your chaotic thoughts, and said weakly but firmly, but it was very unconvincing because of your delicate and frail appearance.

"How do you repay me?" The lively young man with brown hair who had an unexpected personality in this period raised his eyebrows at you, and asked casually, without saying anything hurtful.

He wrapped your hand into a rice dumpling, and all four fingers except the thumb were wrapped in a white handkerchief. It was a bit ugly, but the blood oozing was obviously relieved.

"My supernatural ability can bring dying people back to life." You maintain the image of a pure, pitiful, persevering innocent girl who is forced by evil forces to wander around and live in nowhere. He wiped his eyes still brimming with tears, "Do you have anyone who needs help? My ability is very useful." As for the ability of the healing department, well, I can only say that Yoshimitsu Baishan is very powerful.

"I have nowhere to go...Can you...let me stay by your side?" You sobbed softly, with a crying tone in your voice, speaking intermittently, with tears in your eyes , as if looking at a life-saving straw, "I will be very good." You once again emphasized your own value and harmlessness, whimpering like a kitten that has had a hard time finding its owner. Relentless.

You know how loyal Chuya is to the organization he belongs to. Every time his current companions get into trouble, he is the one who single-handedly saves them.But as the saying goes, the hero of the enemy is the bandit of our enemy.No matter how loyal you are, it is for others.And for you, his loyalty is an obstacle.

You stared at the boy in front of you beggingly through a layer of misty mist, but you could no longer see the reflection of those blue eyes.

He is still so energetic, bright and refreshing.

"Are you serious?" The red-haired boy seemed to want to look into your heart to see if what you said was true or not, and his brows frowned even more.You guess, is he still hesitating whether to take you back or not.

The news that you deliberately released that a rare healing-type user escaped to Yokohama is no secret in this territory. Maybe he is worried that taking you back will cause trouble for the "sheep".

"Please..." As if afraid of being rejected, you closed your eyes, and the dark eyelashes were fragile on the eyelids, casting a delicate fan-shaped shadow.You always know which angle of yourself looks the best and is the most lovable. Even Chun once praised your talent in this area, "Don't leave me alone." You carefully grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"I don't want to be alone," you looked up at him, tears of sadness rolled down suddenly.Like the drop of blood that flowed from the eye when the heart was pierced in the previous life. "Please, let me be with you..."

Seeing your tears, the inexperienced boy was so panicked that he didn't know where to put them. "I promise you that's it." His green eyebrows were full of helplessness and comfort, just looking at them can give people a sense of security, and he said, "You will never be alone again, you will have me... ..we." Seemingly embarrassed, he changed his words impromptu, but you understood what he meant.

The red-haired boy stood up, and you let his clothes slip from your left hand.

"Welcome to the 'sheep'." He formally extended his hand to you.

The young man's hands were beautiful, fair and slender, with well-defined joints, without even a thin callus.

This is a pair of hands that can manipulate gravity, fight and kill for you, and wipe your hair for you while despising your useless life.

There are still tears on your beautiful face, but you are smiling because of the hand he stretched out to you.When you really want to win someone's favor, who can refuse you?

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Today is another day when the companions who are dragging their legs go away in anger.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't know why he rescued the little girl by accident, and agreed to her joining the "sheep". Obviously, two troubles are enough, and she doesn't look like a person with fighting power.

But...his gut told him he should.

Seeing him go out for a stroll and then carry someone back, the long-haired girl who was looking after the house at the stronghold showed disgust, "Chuya, why did you bring back a burden?" She expressed dissatisfaction in front of the new member, chewing casually. chewing gum.

"Don't say that." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and gave his companion a warning look.Didn't notice that the little girl who fell asleep with a big heart after crying tired on his back woke up with trembling eyelashes, her beautiful bright red pupils were as clear as glass, staring blankly at the strange environment around her .

The long-haired girl saw the petite girl's eyes that seemed to have some kind of magic power, and forgot to chew the gum in her mouth, "...cough, it's quite cute." Her cheeks also swished. Suddenly flushed, he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and his tone softened inexplicably, "If you want to stay, then stay."

"Sister Yuyi." Seemingly a little embarrassed, the silver-haired girl lying on the back of the brown-haired boy smiled shyly and called her softly.

This loving voice softened the heart of a young girl from Youyi. She completely forgot about her vigilance and repulsion just now. She hurried over to pick up the girl and asked her how she was. Are you hungry, cold, cold, hurt, or not? A series of questions. popped out.And the other girls in the organization saw that Yuyi, the leader among them, had accepted new members, and they also surrounded her because of their sincere affection and love for the silver-haired girl.

Nakahara Zhong also opened his eyes wide and looked at the owl who had naturally blended into the "sheep" without him opening his mouth. He got along with the members better than him in such a short while!

Obviously...he was the one he rescued.

After being left on the spot for an unknown amount of time, the girls carefully led him to take a bath and re-bandaged his wounds. The owl was wearing a snow-white dress and stood timidly in front of him. His beautiful red eyes unconsciously filled It was foggy, and it seemed that he was about to cry because of his unhappy expression.

"Chuya?" She looked up at him with sparkling eyes, slightly moist silver hair scattered on the slightly skinny pipa bones, and the soft and moist aroma of the orange-flavored shower gel seemed to be aggressive, filling his sense of smell. "My sisters said that I look good in this dress..." It is indeed good-looking, like a lotus emerging from water, with a natural beauty that is carved and decorated.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head slightly, and he could see her lips exuding luster and luster, which were lightly parted, as if she was ready for a kiss, which was about to fall on his lips.

As if shifting his gaze, his eyes shifted to her face, and seeing the hazel scar that was hidden under the bangs before, he was stunned, and asked subconsciously, "What's the matter with your face?" After asking , and a little annoyed.

"When I was in the slums, I used a small means of self-protection." Owl raised his hand to touch the scar on his right cheek, and he didn't mind much, and answered generously.

"Is it alright?" The natural tone made people's heart ache inexplicably.

"I don't know." She shook her head, as if she cared very much about his opinion, put down her bangs to cover up the blemish again, raised her eyes to glance at him, and asked in a low voice, "Is it ugly?"

"It's not ugly." Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't see that the owl was a little bit uncomfortable, seeing her biting her lower lip and drooping, he immediately emphasized his true inner thoughts. "You are beautiful." He blurted out a compliment on the girl's appearance, his cheeks burned, and he turned his head away, not daring to look at the girl's reaction.

It's just the first time we met, why would he involuntarily want to be nice to her?It's like it's already doomed in the dark.

It's just...he doesn't resent the feeling.